Oh my heart. Why did you take such a huge piece of it?! I offered you some, but you were like a ravenous wolf and tore at the whole thing. You left me with shreds. Shreds and a feeling that somehow, some way, that fact was MY fault. Well fuck you. I took those shreds and stitched them together with the sinews of my tears, with a needle made of my OWN love, and I made a new heart. This heart knows better than to trust, and there isn't enough left of it to offer to anyone, but it is MINE. AND YOU HAVE NEVER TOUCHED IT.